Blaze
I'm bored without Trevor here, although I have to admit this is the first time I've been alone in his house since I came to stay with him weeks ago. I've gone back to my apartment a few times to pick up clothing, check the mail, and make sure no one has broken in, but since he got out of the hospital I've been here with him night and day. It's weird not to have him here, odd not to have him to take care of. I'm used to listening for him, trying to determine if he needs my help or if he's trying to be stubborn and do things on his own.
This morning, when I watched him doing things more easily, it shot a pain through my chest. He's not going to need me much longer, especially when he gets the okay to bear weight. It'll be time for me to go back to my own home, and I have to admit, I
